Foraging

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"Did I meet your friends last night?" Kirby asked as he unwrapped his crunchwrap in the driver's seat.

"uuh...kinda? Like Toby was with me when I gave you the Surge but you sorta just ran off with it." you pause as you sip a bit of your Baja Blast. "Like a fucking gremlin."

Kirby lets out a snort and lettuce drops from his mouth. He tries to hide his messy eating behind his hand. Failing miserably, you can't help but laugh at your friend.

"Wha' bout the other two? Kieth said you ditched 'em." For a man who was trying to cover up his mouth he sure had the audacity to try and talk with his mouth full.

"They're Toby's roommates, I haven't talked to them too much." he nods as you speak.

"Well I promise I'll be more...together," he makes a sort of questioning sound as he debates if that was the word he was looking for. He can't really think of anything else so he settles for 'together'. "next weekend. They are coming right?"

After a brief pause he gets his mind back in place, "This weekend, picnic's this weekend." You chuckle.

"Toby said they'd stop by. Don't think any are really people people."

"People people?"

"Yup" not going to let Kirby rile you up as he often tries. Not that he could with his current brain power. Sleep haze still has him in it's hold despite being "up" for about an hour now.

Out of everyone in your friend group Kirby is probably the one you're closest to. Along with being a fellow Ace he's an ambivert and you two just instantly clicked over dumb D grade monster movies. He jokes you guys must be long lost siblings. Well he only started the sibling thing because multiple Hornets or other members of the committee kept thinking you guys were dating. Since then Kirby takes to purposefully calling you some variation of sibling when he shows any type of affection. It seems even just being referenced to being in a relationship squicks him out. You don't mind though you'd always wanted an older brother and Kirby is the exact type you would've wished for. The funny dork who was super easy to get along with.

Even when he steals your nachos...like he is now.

"I'm starting to understand the Cain Instinct." you say looking him dead in the eyes. He lets out a roar of laughter and reminds you he bought "breakfast".

"Dad tax and all that."

"You're not my dad! Ugly ass doodoo head."

"Is that what that kid said? I don't think that's right." another thing you share is constantly referencing vines or tiktok sounds.

This of course led to an argument of what the kid actually said in the vine. Both of you were determined to get home and look it up to prove the other wrong.

After your breakfast Kirby started the truck as you put all the trash into the Taco Bell bag. You switch on his stereo much to his chagrin. Kirby got a CD stuck in the radio and now the only thing he can listen to is a meme mix tape he made back in high school. It was funny the first two months for him and now he prays that the novelty will ware off on you soon.

Though it has been a few weeks since he last drove you anywhere, and what can he say Discord is always a bop.

Kirby drops you off without much fanfare, you both agree to seeing each other next week at the picnic. Is it ironic that you want to call out for him to get some more sleep? Like you are the one who's been up since five AM and it's now eleven. But you have a medical condition, Kirby is just over worked and stressed beyond Hell and back.

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